I've told many lies in my life.
But after they passed my lips.
My heart filled with strife.
Then I began to think.
Of the number of lies on the brink.
Of being told everyday.
It's hard to prove my love to you.
Because lies make everything not true.
This line met my lips without knowing.
And my love for you began truly showing.
That line that I did say.
Was that I love you more than the number of lies told everyday.